Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

Chapter 141 The Love and Career of the Beautiful Ghost Hunter 57

The man in red slightly raised his head, a bitter yet resolute smile playing on his lips. A complex light flashed in his eyes as he slowly spoke:

"I've come here to ask you for a favor."

You know, that matter meant a lot to me, and I had no other choice.

His voice trembled slightly, as if bringing up the matter had exhausted all his courage.

Jun Sui frowned, his eyes filled with worry and determination. He shook his head vigorously and said firmly:

"impossible.

This is extremely harmful to you, and I cannot help you.

You are unaware of the dangers involved; once you get involved, you may face utter ruin.

I cannot stand by and watch you walk into the abyss.

His hands clenched unconsciously, his knuckles turning white, revealing his inner struggle and perseverance.

The man in red stepped forward, grabbed Jun Sui's arm tightly, and looked on with pleading eyes.

"Only you can help me."

In this world, only you have this ability, and only you are willing to try for me.

I have no other choice. If I don't do this, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.

His eyes were fervent and earnest, as if he wanted to convey his determination to Jun Sui through his gaze.

A profound silence fell. The breeze ceased, the flowers seemed frozen in mid-air, and the surrounding air itself appeared to be solidified by the heavy atmosphere.

Jun Sui and the man in red stared at each other, one with a determined look, the other with a pleading expression.

There seemed to be an invisible chasm between them, yet they were tightly connected by a force called bond.

Jun Sui's gaze wavered slightly as he looked at the man in red, his eyes filled with struggle:

"You're putting me in a difficult position. You know perfectly well that I can't refuse you."

His voice trembled with a hint of helplessness, "But once this starts, it's like opening Pandora's box, and we may not be able to bear the consequences."

A resolute glint flashed in the red-clad man's eyes: "I'm willing to bear all the consequences, as long as you help me this once."

His tone was as firm as a vow: "I have wandered in this endless darkness for far too long, searching for far too long, as if I have spent countless long centuries."

This is the only way to free me; it's my last hope.

Jun Sui took a deep breath, the breath rising and falling in his chest, as if calming the turmoil in his heart.

He said slowly:

"If I agree to your request, we must face all dangers together, without any concealment or reservation."

We must share every detail, every clue, and every possibility.

Moreover, if we detect anything amiss, even the slightest anomaly, we must stop immediately without the slightest hesitation.

The man in red nodded excitedly, his hair swaying as he did so.

"Okay, I promise you everything."

I know you're worried about me, but this opportunity is like rain in the desert, it's too rare for me to give up.

Even if it's like a moth drawn to a flame, I'll still give it a try.

The scene abruptly shifts, as if plunging from a shimmering galaxy into a horrific hellish inferno.

Jun Sui's eyes widened in terror, reflecting his own image of kneeling amidst a sea of ​​blood.

The blood was a glaring red, like a rose blooming wildly in a frenzy, spreading outwards in an almost ferocious manner.

Wherever it went, it was stained with the color of death.

The pungent smell of blood seeped into his every pore, rampaging through his body, making it difficult for him to breathe and almost suffocating him.

Before him, the person in red was like a red lotus that had burned out its beauty in the flames of karma, beautiful to the extreme, yet also tragic to the extreme.

His body seemed to be woven from the thinnest smoke in the world, gradually becoming transparent.

It teetered on the brink of collapse in the cold, merciless winds of fate.

Every gust of wind seemed like a call from the Grim Reaper, making his figure increasingly ethereal, as if he would vanish completely into the vast and boundless天地 (heaven and earth) at any moment.

"No! Yun Suisi, you can't leave!"

Jun Sui's roar was like an incredibly sharp sword, piercing through the chilling silence.

His voice shattered with utter despair.

Each syllable seemed to be torn out from the depths of the soul, a mournful cry filled with blood and tears.

He suddenly reached out his hands, as if trying to grasp the last glimmer of light from the endless darkness.

His slender fingers turned white at the knuckles and the veins bulged as he exerted force.

But they could only watch helplessly as the clouds drifted through the illusory, dreamlike figures of Yun Suisi, as if trying to grasp a flower in a mirror or the moon in water, leaving only emptiness and despair in their hearts.

Jun Sui's knees rubbed wildly against the blood-soaked road, each inch of movement sending up a spray of blood.

His skin was chafed raw, and blood mixed with dirt stained his clothes, but he felt no pain at all.

Please, don't leave me!

Please, please…

The tears flowed like a burst dam, washing over his pained face and leaving streaks of despair.

Then it dripped and fell into the pool of blood, creating small ripples, just like his broken heart.

The madness in his eyes was like a raging wildfire, while his reluctance was like an incredibly tenacious vine, tightly and fiercely binding his soul, leaving bloody marks, making his soul tremble and nearly collapse.

However, he was like an ant with fate strangled by the throat.

He could only helplessly watch as Yun Suisi vanished before his eyes like a dream, taking away all the light from his world.

"You promised me..."

“Ah Si…”

"Asi!"

Jun Suicong awoke from his dream with a start, sitting up abruptly with cold sweat on his forehead and his eyes still filled with fear and panic.

In the darkness, his chest heaved violently, as if he were still in that blood-soaked inferno, having just experienced the life-and-death separation from Yun Suisi.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only his heavy breathing echoing in the room.

But the image of Yun Suisi, as beautiful and tragic as a red lotus, kept appearing before his eyes, and his heart felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, causing him unbearable pain.

His hands trembled as he tried to grasp something, but he only grasped nothingness.

The candlelight by the bed flickered in the breeze caused by his movements, and the shadow cast on the wall swayed accordingly, like a ghost.

Jun tried his best to calm himself down, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the scenes from his dream came rushing back to him like a surging tide.

The pungent smell of blood seemed to still linger at the tip of his nose, and Ah Si's gradually transparent body was an indelible pain in his heart.

"It's just a dream, just a dream..."

He muttered to himself, trying to comfort himself, but the tremor in his voice betrayed his fear and unease.

Jun Sui instinctively reached out his hands again, trying to grab the disappearing red-clad figure.

However, this time, his hands were held tightly by another pair of warm hands.

"Ah Sui? What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Yun Sui asked sleepily, his voice languid and confused, as if he had just woken up.

His brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes were full of concern.

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating his face and highlighting his delicate features and eyes that shone like stars.

He gently grasped Jun Sui's hand, trying to pull him back to reality from his fear.

That gentle touch seemed to possess a magical power, capable of dispelling the gloom in Jun Sui's heart.

Jun Sui suddenly came to his senses, and the fear in his eyes gradually turned into relief at surviving the ordeal the moment he saw Yun Suisi.